The boxing ring once again plunged into fierce combat, and the spectators below were screaming animatedly.
On the left side of the main grandstand on the second floor, there was a room with a slightly inferior view.
Su Jingshu was sitting by the window, her attention already on Huo Yunjiao.
She was idle today and came here for some entertainment, wanting to see if there were any new boxers, and unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.
Miss Su rested her chin on one hand, while the fingertips of the other hand gently swirled a wine glass.
Her eyes were fixed on Mr. Huo, her gaze never shifting.
The man in her sight was as dazzling as the moon in the sky, making it hard to look away.
He was surrounded by a soft, clean light that gave him an aloof and serene air.
Bei Jinzhou, who was standing behind Su Jingshu, moved forward and asked in a low voice, "Miss, do you want to go and say hello?"
"What for? To annoy him?"
Miss Su was admittedly very self-aware.